Oh, … I… um, well…*gag*
I used to think that visiting a slaughterhouse would be what it would take to turn me into a vegetarian. Instead, it could be an art exhibit: Meat After Meat Joy. It caught my eye because it fell into my bacon-in-unexpected-places realm. The meat toilet almost made me gag.
On a related note, I want this cookbook–something I found before the meat gag-a-thon. Maybe the universe was giving me a hint this evening.
